i told him that if he starts being sappy its friends = off. he called me jerkface and drew on me w permanent marker. im either in love w him or we are twelve.
ugh, i have officially sinned in all of my cute clothes. i can't even wear any of them without feeling regret.
this guy literally just gave me a gold star sticker for the "stellar" blow job i gave him. ashamed? i think not.
its like they have never seen someone walk through campus with a plunger
they are using this drunk girl like a spin the bottle in the hot tub, whoever she lands on she makes out with.
I sat on his lap and we shared a beer. I feel like that's an invitation to his dick.
vaguely remember the bartender stopping me outside last night so he could pull the duct tape out of my hair
My neck kind of hurts. I think from sleeping on the concrete.
I'm a male taking pregnancy tests with every girl at the party. i have no regrets
We were drunk having sex and I knocked over her bedside table/fish bowl and she jumped off to check if her fish was still alive but she made me pasta so it's cool
At a point I was just cumming dust last night
I got the job! The hiring manager is the sister of a guy I slept with so its like I'm a real adult now
Like Is it appropriate to tell your boss you banged a guy in the back of a truck at a wedding? Probably not.
I still don't understand if he's using me to write his resume or if we're dating
I mean I've seen her tits but I don't know what her voice sounds like
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